Dazai is so cute

The black-haired boy was wearing a red maple feather, holding the sky in his right hand, puffing his face slightly, and walked forward without saying a word.

The tall ocher-haired god behind him followed the boy cautiously like an angry little daughter-in-law. Seeing that Osamu Dazai was still full of anger, he didn't dare to approach as before.

After walking for a while, Osamu Dazai stopped when he saw the torii gate.

Sora's self-healing ability is very strong, and he has almost recovered from his injuries in such a short time after walking to the Torii.He sat in Dazai Osamu's palm for a while, then jumped into the boy's pocket to rest.

Osamu Dazai is now convinced that he was given to a donkey by Nakahara Chuya.

Chuya knew that I would come, but he refused to let me come.

Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand and touched the neck that had healed, puffing up his face.

What, how could I hate Chuya just because of such a trivial matter!Besides, Chuya clearly knew that I would be fine, so he still didn't let me come... I know you are worried, but I will be worried too!

Asshole!

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Dazai simply squatted down on the spot and didn't leave.

Huangbatu was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and stood in front of Osamu Dazai, blocking the sunlight for him.Then he hesitated for a while, then squatted down.

A few minutes later, Osamu Dazai puffed up his face in grievance, and stretched out his hand towards Huangba.

"…hug."

He is very coaxable, a hug is enough.

Without any hesitation, Huang Ba stretched out his hand and hugged the boy into his arms.

Osamu Dazai took off the fox mask worn by the god and rubbed his face, his voice soft and aggrieved.

"I'm in so much pain."

"I'm sorry." Huangba hugged the boy tightly, "I'm sorry... Dazai."

Osamu Dazai sighed in his heart, hummed softly, and then couldn't help smiling: "Forget it, I forgive you."

*

"How did it become like this here?"

"I went to Huangquan Hell, and I didn't pay attention to the protection here."

"Wow, is Huangquan full of flowers from the other side as in the legend?"

"Indeed, there are people among the residents of Huangquan who take care of Bianhua."

The two of them were walking on the Red Maple Road, Huang Batu held Dazai Osamu's hand, and did not hide Dazai Osamu's question until the boy asked that question.

"Why did you become like this?"

Huang Ba was silent for a moment: "... because of my fault." You died.

Osamu Dazai paused, and sighed exaggeratedly: "Then you changed from a patron saint to a fierce god..."

Arba paused, and stretched out his hand to cover Dazai Osamu's cheek: "...the people and ghosts who killed you are the children I adopted before."

"...So you took all the responsibility on yourself?" Dazai Osamu approached Araba and said helplessly, "Should it really be Chuya..."

It was like this in [Yang], and it was also like this in [Qihui].

This person will always take all the responsibility on himself.

...it's clearly not your fault.

But he is not qualified to teach Zhongye a lesson, after all...he also took advantage of Zhongye's sense of responsibility and did something that went too far.

Dazai sighed helplessly.

"…Are you angry?"

Huang Ba stopped vomiting, took Dazai Osamu's hands, and asked softly.

"Of course I'm angry." Osamu Dazai puffed up his face, stretched out his hand and squeezed Huangba's spitting fingers, "Don't think that I don't know how harmful the breath of the underworld is to the gods who are not in the hell of the underworld, you are polluted by the underworld, so you can't control it yourself."

"So how long have you been in Huangquan!"

"...Sorry." Araba said that he didn't intend to explain his thoughts to Dazai Osamu - he had been staying in the Underworld Hell since his death, and he didn't come out of the Underworld Hell until he discovered that his home was broken into.

"I'm ok."

However, Osamu Dazai, who had no reaction at first, exploded instantly when he heard these words.

The boy shook off the god's hand, pursed his lips, turned and left.

"too…"

"Don't follow me!!!"

Frightened by the anger in the young man's words, Huang Ba stood there for a few seconds in a daze, and then decisively...

At the edge of the teenager's perception range, he followed cautiously.

*

"master..."

"Don't talk to me yet." Dazai Osamu walked quickly in the forest, the red maple feathers on his body exuded the aura of gods, deterring the monsters from approaching.

"...I finally know how Chuya was feeling before."

"Does it mean... when you were the leader?"

"Ah."

Osamu Dazai was talking with Sora, pursing his lips: "...don't say anything, and carry everything alone."

At that time, he had no choice but to give up on himself in the end.

But what about the gods?Why not?

It's not because... I don't want him to worry.

Osamu Dazai's face became even uglier, and then he flattened his mouth in frustration.

Forget it... He also has no position to teach God a lesson.After all, even he did it himself.

At this time, Kong dared to pop his head: "Master, Huang Ba Tu has been following us."

"…I know."

Osamu Dazai gathered the haori on his body, the faint scent of maple leaves mixed with a not so obvious sweetness, the boy puffed up his cheeks as if giving up.

Forget it, the dust has settled, even if you turn yourself into a puffer fish, it won't help.

Sora looked at the thoughtful Osamu Dazai suspiciously: "Master?"

"I made a decision."

"?"

"For the next week...don't talk to Huangba for three days!" Osamu Dazai puffed up his face like a child throwing a tantrum, "Talk to him, I, I'm a dog!"

Sora stared at Osamu Dazai with dead eyes.

Anyway, you can't help it, master.

*

It was a stench of blood.

The soil under his feet was wet even when he stepped on it, and the crows landed on the corpse to feast on it.

There is no one alive in this village anymore.

Osamu Dazai covered his mouth and nose with his haori, his overly keen five senses made him feel as if he was in a pool of blood.

…Why, the village here?

This village was the birthplace of 'Tsushima Shuji'.

The villagers here were the ones who imprisoned him in the shrine as a sacrifice—but they are all dead now.

When Osamu Dazai was still in doubt, the Zhefa God suddenly appeared behind him and held him in his arms.

"There's miasma here, don't wander around."

In Huangbatu's field of vision, countless deep purple mist filled the place, corroding the surrounding lives.

In a place where Osamu Dazai could not see, the god looked at the tragic situation in front of him, and the ancient well was silent deep in his golden eyes, as if there was nothing else he could care about except the child in front of him.

...it's not like I can't see.

Osamu Dazai was silent on the surface, but muttered inwardly.Then he struggled to leave Huangbatu's embrace, and set foot on the land eroded by miasma.

"and many more!"

Huang Ba vomited in surprise, and quickly stretched out his hand to pull Dazai Osamu.

But was dodged.

The boy's figure disappeared into the miasma, and Huang Ba vomited without hesitation, and also entered the miasma.

*

This is a beautiful woman with a good face and a graceful figure.

She was wearing a nude gauze dress, and she was wearing a makeup that made people feel pitiful at first glance.

But Osamu Dazai glanced away and looked away.

"Little brother, why don't you look at me?"

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai turned his head, revealing an innocent smile no matter how you look at it.

"The beauty is withered, there is nothing to see, right?"

"Besides, your illusion...can you look as good as me?"

Female monster: "..."

The young man in front of him had fair skin, his skin was as thick as fat, and even the pores were not visible on his face.Exquisite facial features, handsome face, slender, but not thin.

If you give the boy's face a score of [-], then her transfigured face is probably only [-].

"Look, you don't even think you look as good-looking as me." Osamu Dazai spread his hands, "Don't come out to seduce people, and besides——"

"The body is too thin, the frame is too small and the head is so big. Except for the face, the other parts look like skin and bones. Everyone can see that something is wrong, right?"

"And this style of dressing, tsk tsk tsk, when did you die? You haven't worn gauze skirts for a long time now, okay? Why don't you go and see what the current oiran wears and imitate them~!"

"Besides, even if you wear a gauze skirt, you should change the color. Red and green must be supported by flesh to look good. Besides, why do you wear a purple flower hair accessory when you wear red and green? Are you color blind?"

The female monster was stunned, listening to Dazai Osamu's non-stop scolding herself, and ran away with a "wow", crying while running.

Who is this!I don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade at all!

Osamu Dazai put his hands on his hips after finally letting go of the sullenness in his heart.

Cool!

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Female monster: I'm innocent, okay!